Warning, these guys use the F-word like motherfuckers.

Oh, and I'm bat bitches.

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There's a contrast between the Fisi eaters and the church.

You see there's a contrast? Oh, it's huge.

And I think the Fisi eaters look at the church and go, wow, they don't eat Fisi.

They're different. They're weird.

Hello, Glory Hall, Vibraphone.

Who's that noisy? I'm the fourth listener, and I'm just here to say

we did, in fact, evolve from filthy monkey men.

Remember, it's all in your head.

Loot on you, Hayden Bostards, and thanks everybody!

It's Thursday, it's May 22nd, and according to our sources,

two cans of sand, deeps on the back of the wind.

I have no illusions. I'm Heath Henry, and from the unofficial capital of the world, New York, New York.

And home of the world, Second Largest, come quad, podon, Georgia.

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